"Is something wrong?" Lu Jiyuan leaned on the back of the office chair, his eyes lingering on Sheng Wantang without leaving any trace.
I have to say that even though no one else was around, she was still very pleasing to the eye.
"Are you...finished with work?" Sheng Wantang asked after hesitating for half a second.
Lu Jiyuan said nothing, but the look on his face meant that he had something to say.
"...Then you're busy." Sheng Wantang planned to leave first and come back to Lu Jiyuan later.
She was a little discouraged.
Just as she turned around, the man suddenly said: "We're done."
If you have anything, please tell me.
That's what he said on his face.
Why don't you go back to the bedroom when you're done? Sheng Wantang muttered in her heart.
Then I thought about it, Lu Jiyuan shouldn't be willing to let her enter his bedroom, right?
"Click!" A sound.
Sheng Wantang closed the study door with her backhand, causing Lu Jiyuan to raise his eyebrows slightly.
He had enough time to wait and see what she was going to do.
The woman looked at him without blinking and walked towards him with a calm expression. If you look carefully, you can't hide the tension in her eyes.
Sheng Wantang walked towards Lu Jiyuan and put his hands on the belt of his bathrobe.
She licked her lips, feeling so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
As a man, his premonitions about certain things are subconscious instincts. What's more, Lu Jiyuan never lacks women to throw himself into his arms.
He saw her intention immediately.
But it didn't stop.
Instead, he waited for her quietly.
There is even a hint of naughty fun and expectation in my heart.
The floor was covered with expensive Persian carpets, and when the bathrobe belt fell to the floor, there was no sound.
Almost immediately, the woman's bathrobe fell to the floor.
That exquisite figure is revealed.
White is as white as snow.
Delicacy is better than porcelain.
The neck is as long as a swan, the waist is as thin as a willow, he can wrap it around with one hand, and those long legs...even the toenails are round and crystal clear.
Every inch of her body seems to be God's best masterpiece, perfect to the extreme, challenging people's visual senses and... men's primitive desires.
"Sheng Wantang, what do you mean?" Lu Jiyuan looked calm.
Only he knew that there was a strange thirsty feeling in his throat.
He was used to turning on the air conditioner to 22 degrees, but Sheng Wantang felt a little cold.
She pretended to be calm and walked forward, stopping in front of the man's desk.
She put one hand on the expensive golden nanmu table and corrected him: "Mr. Lu, I am here as Mrs. Lu."
The slightest movement of her body would cause strong visual fluctuations in the softness wrapped in the remaining fabric.
In just one second, Lu Jiyuan walked around the desk and came to Sheng Wantang's side. He grabbed the person's waist and leaned forward——
Sheng Wantang's upper body was forced to lie on the desk.
She felt a cold feeling on the skin of her back, as if it was...his pen?
"Here? Huh?" he asked.
The man leaned very close, his hot breath spread on her face, and his breath could be felt in every pore.
Even his breath carried an oppressive force.
Sheng Wantang subconsciously wanted to turn away her face, but held back.
"If you like being here, of course you can."
Lu Jiyuan saw her taking the initiative and gave her another chance: "Are you sure?"
"Go, go to the bedroom!" Sheng Wantang immediately changed her words.
It wasn't that she found the study room unacceptable, but for the first time... the study room was a bit unacceptable.
It's so exciting.
To a certain extent, the bed can bring people a sense of security.
Lu Jiyuan laughed softly.
He is indeed a duplicitous little liar!
"ah!"
Sheng Wantang felt his body light up and was picked up by Lu Jiyuan.
"Clothes, clothes!" Sheng Wantang hooked his neck with one hand and tried to grab his bathrobe and put it on with the other hand.
There is still some distance from the study to the bedroom.
Lu Jiyuan didn't care much, "No one dares to look at it."
Without his instructions, the servants would not go up to the second floor.
"Clothes! My clothes!"
What if someone sees it!
Is this a question that others dare to look at?
Does this man have no sense of shame?
Lu Jiyuan picked up the coat he took off, wrapped Sheng Wantang in his arms, and carried her out.
Sheng Wantang grabbed the fabric of his chest and showed nervousness visible to the naked eye.
It's like being afraid of being caught if you do something bad.
She saw that he had no intention of stopping when he arrived in her room, and asked, "Go to your bedroom?"
"Are you going to your room?"
The disgust on the man's face was clear.
To put it bluntly, the second bedroom where Sheng Wantang lives is a guest room, so naturally it cannot be compared with Lu Jiyuan's master bedroom.
"I thought you wouldn't want others to enter your room." Sheng Wantang lowered her eyes and noticed that the man's white shirt actually had jacquard dark patterns, and even the buttons on the shirt were made of mother-of-pearl.
He demonstrated low-key luxury to the fullest.
Lu Jiyuan seemed to have heard some joke and gently threw the person in his arms up.
The body suddenly lost weight. Sheng Wantang was so shocked that she instinctively hugged Lu Jiyuan's neck tightly: "Hey!"
A man's deep voice came to his ears, like a low-throated laugh, with a bit of joy.
Sheng Wantang wondered if he heard wrongly.
"Mrs. Lu, you have entered my room." Lu Jiyuan reminded her, "You have also slept in my bed."
When she was drunk and went crazy.
Sheng Wantang felt ashamed and regretful when she thought of this incident.
Drinking is harmful!
Lu Jiyuan's bed was so big that Sheng Wantang was almost thrown directly onto it.
The elasticity of Simmons' skin prevented her from feeling any pain, and the next second, the man was already covering her.
The tall body blocked the light source from the ceiling.
What shrouded her changed from his coat to her shadow.
"nervous?"
It was the first time Lu Jiyuan saw Sheng Wantang like this, and he asked casually with interest.
Sheng Wantang has never seen what other men look like in bed, but based on the experience of watching various domestic and foreign love movies and TV series, a normal man is definitely not like Lu Jiyuan's pet-like appearance!
One is calm and leisurely, while the other is nervous and shrinking, which makes her appear weak.
The more Sheng Wantang thought about it, the angrier she became. Her mind started to heat up. She supported the bed with one hand, hooked Lu Jiyuan's neck with the other, and started to kiss him.
He was still saying: "Who is nervous?"
The man was stunned for a brief moment, and then without giving Sheng Wantang a chance to react, he counterattacked, blocking her lips and blocking her retreat.
Men's body temperature is naturally higher than that of women.
Every time he touched, Sheng Wantang felt an unfamiliar tremor, timidity and shame in her heart.
However, such emotions were quickly overwhelmed by his aggressive kiss.
Sheng Wantang's brain was like a ball of mush and he couldn't think at all.
But because of her competitive spirit, she still subconsciously took off his clothes, wanting to be faster than him.
Millions of watches were thrown to the ground casually by her.